Martial Arts: the Gods of the Land Were Dug out by Yueyue

　　After listening to what Sima Changfeng said for a long time, he nodded again and again and felt that his adoptive father's words were quite reasonable.

　　...At this moment, Jiang Jiutian didn't know that someone came to die,

　　What about him?

　　At this moment, he is in the ice cellar of the secret way of the third family of Qiu.

　　Yaoyue and Shangguanyan, what kind of sparks will they create when they stay together.

　　Jiang Jiutian didn't want to care anymore.

　　At this moment, looking at the several corpses in front of him, Jiang Jiutian quickly decided who should be resurrected today.

　　Wooden Taoist.

　　He is a famous elder of the Wudang Sect of the Ming Dynasty. He is of high moral standing, extremely respected seniority, and has a wide range of friends. He claims to be "the first in Go, the second in poetry and wine, and the third in swordsmanship", and one of the most famous contemporary swordsmen.

　　On the surface, the game is dusty and unruly, but in fact, he is arrogant and arrogant.

　　Under the advice of Jiang Jiutian, the ghost villa was established.

　　He is December twenty-seventh.

　　Planning the Tianlei operation to achieve a long-cherished wish, but in the end killing his own daughter, it can be said that the sky is full, sparse but not leaking...  

　　The martial arts cultivation base is extremely high, but he has been hiding it. Lu Xiaofeng has been with him for many years. It was not until Tianlei that he realized that the martial arts of this famous Wudang legend was much higher than anyone imagined, and he was not afraid of Ximen Chuixue. The point of a sharp sword.

　　right now,

　　Jiang Jiutian stretched out his hand,

　　Sacred Heart!

　　In the space, there are strange fluctuations.

　　Emperor Shitian in the wind and cloud world, he is an alchemist, perhaps because of this,

　　He desires immortality more than anyone else.

　　In order not to die,

　　Even dared to deceive Qin Shi Huang.

　　You know, Di Shitian's courage is actually very small.

　　The son who was laughed three times was too frightened to go to Dongying again...

　　I was scared by Wu Wudi and hid for many years. I felt that Wu Wudi must be dead, so I dared to come out and mix...

　　Martial arts are above the tyrants, but they are too scared to do it directly, relying on poison...

　　But this Sacred Heart Technique is really useful!

　　at last.

　　The wooden Taoist slowly opened his eyes.

　　At the beginning, there was a moment of discomfort, and I never thought that I would be able to open my eyes.

　　When he propped his body up, when he saw Jiang Jiutian, those eyes that looked cloudy, but were actually shrewd, couldn't help but widen.

　　He immediately walked to Jiang Jiutian.

　　"See the faucet!!!"

　　Jiang Jiutian nodded.

　　"Come out with me."

　　Jiang Jiutian was before 0.3.

　　Daoist Wood glanced at the other frozen corpses, focused on his daughter's corpse, glanced solemnly, sighed, and followed Jiang Jiutian's back.

　　Daoist Wood didn't expect that even Lu Xiaofeng was played by him, but he was killed by his daughter in the end?

　　Fortunately, the dragon head actually resurrected himself.

　　Thinking of this, Daoist Wood couldn't help but have a trace of fear and awe in his eyes.

　　I just feel that the leader of the dragon is getting more and more mysterious.

　　When they just walked out of the house,

　　A sharp sword light flew towards this side from top to bottom.

　　A knife, very fast, in an instant!

　　A loud bang.

　　The Dragon Soul Sword was inserted in front of Jiang Jiutian, the Taoist Wood.

　　This is provocation! .

Chapter 105

　　Dragon Soul Knife!

　　The blade glowed with yellow light.

　　Vaguely, there was a little dragon roar.

　　Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this Dragon Soul Sword is not an ordinary weapon.

　　But Jiang Jiutian, the wood Daoist didn't care.

　　At this moment, a figure came out of the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it came before the Dragon Soul Sword and grabbed the Dragon Soul Sword.

　　He has uncontrollable wavy long hair, wears a simple cloth coat, his face is resolute, and his eyes are staring at Jiang Jiutian, a wooden Taoist.

　　Wood Daoist doesn't know who this person is, but he knows this person and is courting death.

　　In the mere innate realm, he actually dared to be presumptuous in front of him and the dragon head. This young man didn't know how to write dead words.

　　But obviously Sima Changfeng didn't have this kind of consciousness. He glanced at Jiang Jiutian. After a glance, the wooden Taoist looked at Jiang Jiutian in particular.

　　He believed that his foster father would not deceive himself.

　　The righteous father said that this person is a prostitute, and this person must be a prostitute.

　　"Prostitute, I'm here today, looking for you specially."

　　When Sima Changfeng said these words, Jiang Jiutian didn't say anything yet, and the expression of Daoist Wood turned cold first.

　　"There are some things, think about it clearly, or you will die."

　　The wooden Taoist really wanted to show his performance in front of Longtou. In this case, Longtou might save his daughter for him.

　　Although her daughter killed herself.

　　But the Daoist Wood doesn't hate his daughter.

　　Sima Changfeng glanced at Daoist Wood with a dreadful glance, he knew that this person had martial arts above him.

　　He said, "I'm not looking for you, but him."

　　After speaking, he took out a gauntlet, threw his hand, and said in a condensed voice: "Three days later, Guantianxia, ​​I will fight with you."

　　Jiang Jiutian did not answer.

　　It's not some kind of cat or dog, you have to pick it up when you meet yourself.

　　Then, wouldn't it be exhausting?

　　The one who caught the gauntlet was Daoist Wood.

　　"After three days, remember to come."

　　After speaking, Sima Changfeng was about to leave with the Dragon Soul Sword.

　　"It won't take three days." Jiang Jiutian shook his head and glanced at Daoist Wood: "Kill him."

　　"Yes!"

　　The wooden Taoist nodded.

　　Sima Changfeng was stunned; "I didn't say, three days later, watch the sky..."

　　Wooden Taoist sword.

　　his sword,

　　very common.

　　But soon.

　　The sudden acceleration, but the fast Sima Changfeng couldn't react.

　　Even if Sima Changfeng's Dragon Soul Sword is a thousand times better than a wooden Taoist sword, ten thousand times better,

　　But at the moment it seems to be just a decoration,

　　This sword is too fast.

　　In the blink of an eye, he came to Sima Changfeng.

　　this sword,

　　stabbed out.

　　In an instant, it pierced Sima Changfeng's throat.

　　Sima Changfeng didn't even finish a word.

　　At this moment, his eyes widened, and with the last of his strength, he spit out a sentence: "Why...why?"

　　Daoist Wood said coldly: "You are not qualified to fight with him."

　　Jiang Jiutian said with great interest, "You recognize a thief as your father, and are toyed with? Damn it!"

　　Sima Changfeng widened his eyes.

　　Jiang Jiutian spoke at this moment, and the arrogance in his tone could not be concealed.

　　such a tone,